hapter 411 Her Indifference


    Something seemed to click, and Tilda smirked.


    <i>So</i><i>, </i><i>my </i><i>piece </i><i>was </i><i>stolen </i>and <i>performed </i><i>right </i><i>in </i><i>front </i><i>of </i><i>me</i><i>? </i><i>Interesting</i>.


    <b>“</b>I see,” ir said, her smile widening.


    She looked at Genevieve with genuine admiration.


    At first nce, ir couldn’t spot a single w in Genevieve.


    Honestly, she thought Genevieve and Justin made a great pair.


    Both were top–tier pianists with worldwide reputations.


    They matched perfectly in looks, status, and talent.


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    Of course, it was just their first meeting. Justin hadn’t even sorted out his own feelings yet.


    ir wasn’t nning to y matchmaker.


    She figured the kids could sort out their own love lives.


    As long as Genevieve wasn’t the type to chase after the Jensons‘ power or manipte Justin’s feelings, ir was fine with it.


    The two of themughed and chatted as they headed into the restroom.


    But suddenly, ir froze.


    Because she saw Tilda.


    For a second, ir thought her eyes were ying tricks.


    How could it be such a coincidence that she met Tilda here?


    She blinked, making sure she wasn’t imagining it.


    A rush of emotions hit her–bittersweet, but mostly bitter.`


    ir had no clue how to face Tilda, so she instinctively looked down.


    “Mrs. Jenson, are you okay?”


    Genevieve stepped closer, slipping her hand around ir’s arm, her voice soft andforting.


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    Finished


    Whether it was because of Justin, she was smart enough to tell ir that her impression of her was positive.


    Running into Tilda in the women’s restroom was shocking. But when Genevieve noticed ir’s difort, she realized it was her chance to leave an even better impression.


    “I … I’m fine


    fine…”


    ir didn’t even dare meet Tilda’s eyes. After all that had happened, she met Tilda again.


    She’d told herself to be prepared.


    She’d even stayed home most of the time just to avoid such a situation.


    But even though she’d promised Russell and Justin she’d toughen up, she couldn’t when it came to Tilda.


    She’d done so many things that had crushed and humiliated Tilda.


    As Tilda’s birth mother, she had just stood by, cold and distant, while Tilda suffered.


    She had worried more about how K would feel if her real daughter returned to the Jensons.


    And yet, in the end, it was Tilda who saved ir, Dominic, and so many others. She prevented an international disaster.


    Now, Tilda was a world champion, the idol “X” adored by millions. She shone so bright that ir could barely face her.


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    Tilda nced at ir, who seemedpletely ridiculous now.


    Her so–called birth mother, who had caused her so much pain, actually knew what shame felt


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    Tilda’s eyesnded on ir for a split second before sliding away.


    That one nce stabbed into ir’s heart like a needle.


    Nothing could block the sting.


    Her whole body shook.


    Tilda’s eyes held no warmth at all.


    It wasn’t just indifference–it was emptiness, like no feelings existed there.


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    It was as if their blood ties had never existed.


    Tilda wasn’t ir’s daughter anymore. She was no longer part of the Jensons.


    They were further apart than strangers, bing two lines that would never cross again.


    Finished


    ir’s strength left her all at once when she realized that. She almost copsed, barely able to stay on her feet.


    Why did it hurt so much? Why did she feel so cold?


    If Tilda’s eyes had carried hate, at least it would have meant she still cared about her family, even a little.


    But her emotionless eyes, colder than any stranger’s, were proof the Jensons had been erased from her heart.


    That kind of indifference cut deeper than any negative emotion. It was torture.


    For the first time, ir truly understood what it meant to feel worse than death.


    “Ms. Tilda, I know things between you and the Jensons went bad.


    “I’m not in a position to say much. I don’t know the whole story, but Mrs. Jenson looked shaken after seeing you.


    “I’ll take her outside so she can rest.”


    Genevieve put on her nice act, gently tugging ir toward the chairs outside.


    “No need. I’m leaving,” Tilda replied tly.


    She brushed past both of them without looking back.


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